by Jayne Rylon
“Of course not.” He kissed her softly, making sure she could feel the proof of his arousal against her belly. “I was only trying to be polite. I’m ready whenever you are.”
Ian exchanged a glance with Jace. Moments later, they were both stripping off their clothes without ceremony. Rushed or not, they had damn near perfect physiques. Ian was taller and sleeker than Jace, his chest and abdomen worthy of one of the enormous perfume ads that stretched into the sky in Times Square.
She’d fork over serious amounts of hard-earned cash for any product with him on it. Damn.
On the other hand, Jace had a stature that would have been equally appropriate on a tiger or a pit bull. His muscles were thick and bunched as he moved. She stared at the difference a decade had wrought on his physique, admiring every single bulge that hadn’t been there before.
Could she truly be lucky enough to have them both?
Wait. A thought occurred to her. “Do you do this one at a time or are you expecting me to be some ultra-coordinated porn queen?”
“Whatever comes naturally.” Ian wrapped his arms around her and kissed her temple. “Don’t think so much. Let us make you feel good.”
“You already are.” She leaned into his hold, closing her eyes.
Jace must have come closer while she absorbed Ian’s comforting embrace. Without warning, his mouth pressed to hers. Skin-on-skin contact with him made her shiver. He chuckled and took advantage, toying with her rock-hard nipples for a moment.
Instinctively, she arched her spine. Her head lolled onto Ian’s shoulder. Contact with both men at once threatened to overheat her. It was a completely novel experience, yet one she knew she’d never surpass in her lifetime.
This was it, as good as it got.
“Lay her on the bed on her back,” Jace directed Ian. “Then do your thing.”
“You ready? For sure?” Ian asked her.
“Absolutely.”
Casey couldn’t believe she was about to do something so reckless. And even weirder, it felt completely safe. Totally normal. Perfect, in every way.
This time she was prepared when Ian lifted her. She liked how easily he could manhandle her if he chose, and she let him. He climbed onto the bed with her, laid her down gently, then blanketed her with his amazing body.
Better already.
Casey hummed. Her toes curled against the ultra-luxurious sheets as Ian’s hips settled in between her thighs. So close to where she needed him.
He stole a kiss that quickly turned into something more intense. Grinding on her while he made love to her mouth, his entire body stroked her.
Frantic, she raked her nails down his back before she realized what she’d done. He gasped and redoubled his efforts. She realized she hadn’t seen even a fraction of what he was capable of yet. Ian lifted his head then and looked to Jace for direction.
“Put this on.” Jace tossed a condom to Ian. She couldn’t take her stare from him as he rolled the thin latex over his impressive length. She’d never been with a man as long as him. Thank god her sex toy collection had prepared her for this possibility. Or at least she hoped it had.
“Now get inside her.” He smacked Ian’s ass as if they were football players on a world championship team. Casey would be glad to buy them gaudy, glittering rings if their fucking lived up to the hype.
If Ian didn’t bury himself inside her soon, she was going to roll him to his back, hop on top, and ride him like the wild, wannabe cowgirl she’d always been inside.
Fortunately, he didn’t keep her waiting.
Ian aligned his cock with her pussy then traced the furrow between her lips, rubbing her with the blunt cap of his dick. It felt amazing and also spread her arousal, getting them both good and wet.
“Take it easy on me, will you? You’re even bigger than my vibrator.” She licked her lips.
“I’ll see what I can do,” he said with a smile.
Casey nodded. “Please.”
Jace stared at his best friend as Ian began to press deeper into her. He penetrated her the barest bit, then paused so they both could adjust to the pressure and incredible sensations.
“That’s right, get in there. Open her up for me.” Jace crawled onto the bed for a closer look. He knelt beside her head as he coached Ian. How could she have forgotten he was the master of dirty talk?
She peered up at him as he towered over her. One of his hands curled around his dick and began to stroke. If she strained, she might be able to…
Casey sucked on Jace’s balls as Ian advanced through the tight channel of clenching muscles.
“Hell yes,” Jace groaned, and fisted her hair in his hand. It only made Ian’s introduction to her body that much more impactful and distracted from the slight pinch of being filled completely after a relatively long hiatus.
It didn’t take long before Ian was locked as deep as possible within her. He paused to take in the show she and Jace were giving him. He obviously liked it. His cock stiffened more and flared within her. Damn.
Jace directed Casey upward. She opened her mouth wider so he could tuck the tip of his dick between her lips. Ian withdrew until he nearly slipped from her body.
She groaned.
“Don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere,” he promised, his voice husky.
Jace looked at him then. Without a word, they advanced in unison. They fucked her from both ends simultaneously. Casey gurgled happily around Jace’s cock while her pussy spasmed, hugging Ian.
They started slowly, letting her revel in the newness of these extraordinary pleasures. But all too soon, things got serious. It seemed the guys were as desperate as her for this initial release.
Ian pumped into her, making her breasts sway. Jace covered one with his hand as he encouraged her to take him deeper into her throat. She loved the feel of his heat and weight on her tongue as she laved him, savoring the flavor that seemed at once familiar and delicious to her.
What was better than treating your man to a blowjob but getting fucked at the same time? Win-win. No sacrifices for anyone. She couldn’t wait to make him come and know that she’d finally been able to give him what he’d always needed.
The thought made her eyes water with pure joy.
Her pussy clamped down on Ian. It would only take one or two more of those perfectly placed thrusts to tip her over the edge into a mind-blowing orgasm.
Jace cheered Ian on. “Fuck her good. Deep. Make her come then shoot your load. I’ll take it from here. It’s okay to let go. I promise, I’ll give her more.”
Damn, he knew how to influence Ian. Hearing that she’d be cared for, he surrendered. He began to fuck her with the frantic lunges of a madman. His pelvis pressed against her clit with every thrust.
Casey couldn’t think of anything except the feel of him plowing deeper and faster into her. She increased her suction on Jace’s dick, trying to make him join Ian in release. She’d drink him down, swallow, and smile up at him, begging for more.
He’d always loved that.
Ian traced her lips where they hugged Jace’s cock.
Then he shouted her name. The pure pleasure in his cry ratcheted her need higher. Casey trembled along the entire length of her body, then she shattered. She convulsed around Ian even as Jace withdrew his cock, probably for his own safety.
She couldn’t control the full-body tremors that wracked her.
Especially when Ian joined her, pumping his release into the condom he wore. She wished he had flooded her pussy instead. Would Jace fuck her right after Ian had flooded her pussy?
Someday, she hoped to find out.
Casey kept climaxing, wringing every bit of come from Ian’s balls before she went limp. Ian collapsed over her, kissing her sweetly while his ass bunched in a series of small jerks that kept the embers of her passion glowing inside her.
“My turn.” Jace nudged Ian’s shoulder. He sighed, then withdrew, making Casey moan and whimper.
“It’s okay, babe.” Jace grinned at
her mindless pleasure and the animalistic response she had to him and his partner team-fucking her. “I’ve got more for you, if you can take it.”
She was never one to shy away from a challenge.
Casey reached out to him as Ian rolled off her and lay against her side. He hugged her to him, whispering his thanks and endless praise as he caressed her entire body, making her eager for Jace’s cock.
She never would have imagined she could recover that quickly or that she’d be just as needy for Jace after a monumental release, but she was.
Sometime while she was preoccupied, Jace had put on protection. Good thing someone was thinking about practical stuff. All she could think about was cramming him inside her and stealing another orgasm like the one Ian had given her.
Where Ian had the lead in length, Jace was way ahead in girth. Each of their cocks made for a distinct sensation. She cried out when Jace fitted himself to her and began to slide inside. It had been wise of them to let Ian fuck her first. It made Jace’s long-awaited reentry into her body smooth and incredibly pleasurable.
She flashed back to the night he’d taken her virginity. Though it had hurt, he’d quickly morphed her discomfort into bliss. Tonight, there was only pleasure. Could the rest of their relationship be like that too? Only smooth sailing from here on out?
Would they even have a relationship after tonight?
She couldn’t worry about that now.
Not when he began to shuttle between her legs, cursing and grunting as he made himself at home in her body. Again.
Jace didn’t ask, didn’t warn, didn’t baby her. He fucked.
After she’d adjusted to having him inside her again, he pulled out, leaving her empty and begging for more.
“Just a second, babe,” he promised. Then he gripped her waist and rotated her so that she had to throw out her hands and balance on all fours to keep from smashing face-first into the mattress. Ian steadied her and kept her from falling. He slid beneath her so she was nestled against his chest.
Ian whispered encouragement to her and stroked her hair back while Jace really got into things. He fucked her from behind, his hips banging into her ass, shoving her deeper into Ian’s embrace.
Her other lover held her steady, kissed her deeply, then reached under her to rub her clit.
Oh, fuck.
Casey couldn’t speak, could hardly think. All she could do was let them take control of her pleasure and try to withstand the lashes of rapture that spurred her toward another climax. She never wanted this to end.
“Shit. I’m not going to last, Casey.” Jace bit her shoulder. “Not tonight. Not this first time. Not when you’re everything I’ve ever dreamed you would be. Thank you. Fuck. I need you. I always have.”
His desperate confession undid her.
Casey hadn’t thought it possible to come so hard three times in one day. She was thrilled to be proven wrong. Each of her orgasms seemed better than the last.
Dangerous.
Because she was already becoming addicted to the happiness they could bring her. Worse, she didn’t care. She refused to let doubt or fear take away from the glory of the moment.
She screamed as Jace surrounded her waist with his hands, impaled her fully, then bellowed her name as he joined her in ecstasy. He shuddered as he shot jet after jet of hot come into his condom, punctuating his orgasm with a slap on her ass that inspired another mini-orgasm of her own.
When they’d finished squeezing every bit of pleasure from each other, she drooped, right into Ian’s waiting embrace. He held her tight as Jace withdrew. When Jace joined them on the pillows, Ian rotated, trapping her between the two men. She loved being bracketed by their strength and sexiness.
Physically satisfied, emotionally exhausted, and utterly overwhelmed by the events of the day, she practically passed out. Safe in their arms, she slept.
At least for a few hours.
10
Later that night, Jace’s phone buzzed. The three of them roused, on high alert. He rolled out of bed naked and wandered into the living room. His voice waxed and waned as he spoke, as if he was pacing the impressive length of the windows overlooking the city.
“Must be our captain.” Ian stifled a yawn with his loosely curved fist. “Wish Jace had more to tell him. There’s something else here, I know it.”
“Where will you look next?” she wondered, though she knew the answer before she overheard Jace request ladders, saws, and snake cameras to be delivered the next day.
“The ceiling.” Ian drew her over him so she was sprawled on top of his broad chest. He rubbed her back and said, “The guy was planning to use the utility conduits, so we know he had access. It’s the only logical place we haven’t turned over today.”
“I know you have to, but…ugh.” Casey dropped her forehead to his shoulder, resigned. Things were going to get a hell of a lot messier.
With the investigation, and likely with her love life.
To take her mind off the discussion going on outside the bedroom walls, she turned her focus on Ian. For a man she hadn’t met until yesterday, she felt oddly at ease with him.
So comfortable, in fact, she started asking questions that might have been better left unasked. “I get why Jace is into this arrangement. The insurance you give him. But what about you? Why do you like teaming up with him to fuck women? What do you get out of it besides playing babysitter?”
“While he and I might have spent our time together before hooking up with you letting off steam through sex, I’d prefer if you didn’t consider what’s happening here something as simple as a quick double-team. For Jace, this is like two percent about sex and ninety-eight percent about rekindling a meaningful relationship with you. I hope you don’t take that lightly. It could crush him.” He lifted her chin so she could look into his eyes when he said, “I understand why he’s so invested in you. You’re special. Someone we could last a lifetime with, I think.”
Oh. It sounded nice. Made her warm and gooey inside to hear it. Casey didn’t doubt Ian meant it either. She just wasn’t sure it was possible to make such grand statements after a handful of orgasms and a single completely abnormal day spent together.
“We’re practically strangers, Ian.” She kissed him gently then, hoping he didn’t take offense to her frankness. “How can you even suspect something that monumental?”
He shrugged. “Because Jace believes it. He knows me. He knows you. If he thinks it’s the right fit, I trust him.”
Casey tried not to be irrationally offended that he didn’t profess love at first sight. Though it affronted her pride, it appeased her brain, which kept insisting this was crazy.
“Don’t mistake what I’m saying.” He placated her with a longer, deeper kiss. “You’re obviously gorgeous; it only takes a moment to see that. We’re clearly compatible in bed. The rest takes time. Time I’m willing to devote my energy to in order to make this partnership work. For all three of us. It’s pretty much the only chance I have to be happy.”
“But you really never answered my question about why you want this. You’re handsome, generous, and intelligent. What woman wouldn’t want you?”
“I’m not sure I can explain. My whole life, I’ve enjoyed taking care of people. Looking out for them. It’s one of the main reasons it was my goal to be a cop for as long as I can remember. I looked after my grandmother, too. I used to stop in every day after school, and when she got to the point that she either needed live-in care or would have had to leave her home for a nursing facility, my parents agreed I should move in with her. I was seventeen. I’m grateful for the time I spent with her those last few years. When she was gone, though, I felt useless.”
Casey hugged him tight. Though her mom hadn’t been perfect, it had still hurt when she’d gotten the news that she was gone. She couldn’t imagine the pain of losing someone you were that close to.
For a few minutes he was quiet, reflecting. Eventually he continued, “I had a girlfriend not too long af
ter that, who asked me to be adventurous and invite a guy I knew from school to join us for a one-time thing. It only took that one time for me to be hooked on doubling the pleasure I can give my partner, on being able to sit back and watch them unravel.” He hummed. “It’s a more potent high than anything else I’ve experienced.”
“So what happened to your girlfriend?” Casey wondered.
“Eh. Turns out she really wanted the other guy instead of me and was looking for a convenient trial run before dumping my ass.” He shook his head as he grinned. “It’s okay, though. We’re still friends. We got along fine, but…there was always something missing. That lightning I can see flashing between you and Jace the instant you’re in the same room together. That’s what I’ve been looking for.”
He closed his eyes, though not before she saw the sadness there. She hated the way it looked on him, especially after he’d done so much to care for her on one of the best and worst days of her life.
“Hey, what’s that about?” She rubbed light circles on his chest and waited patiently for him to trust her. Or not.
“I’m tired of hooking up with people I don’t care about. I think it’s easier for Jace to separate physical satisfaction from his emotions. He’s been doing it for a decade. For me, it’s not that simple. I give a piece of my heart to every woman we’re with. Yet we always end up walking away…sooner rather than later. It’s making this hole inside me that gets bigger and bigger every time. I’m not sure how much more I can take.”
She fell a little bit in love with him right then, she was pretty sure.
“I’m worried we can’t keep going like we have been. Jace can sense it too. We’ve been going out less and less as it is. Now that he’s had you again, he’ll never settle for anything less. Whether he admits it or not, Jace needs to be loved. Those old scars haven’t fully healed over. You might be the only person who can salve those wounds and make him whole. For that, I’m willing to take a chance.” He ran his hand along her side. “And the more I get to know you, the more I’m thinking it’s less risky than I’d imagined even yesterday.”
